In a land where the rivers are so wide that even birds fly with caution, where the sun is so big that it seems there is enough for everyone, there once lived happy people. Everything was torn apart forever by the civil war. Crows and alien vultures are now silently circling over the edges of abandoned houses, the rivers have flowed uncleanly, the forests have disappeared and turned into wastelands. Liars, clowns in scary masks, tearing the earth apart, tearing it apart with the people who live on it. Those who are still alive believe the liars, like blind people walking in circles. Seagulls near the Sea of Azov are screaming as if they are calling for help... The edge... The edge... The edge... Nothing is whole anymore, and never will be... Contains obscene language.